Eis Eyes Baby

Eis Eyes Baby

the coldest things
I have ever known
are without doubt
an ice-cold beer in a frozen glass on a sweltering summer’s day
permafrost so deep in the ground it might almost chill the planet’s core
the frozen waste that once was your heart
and the look you give me as I order another beer…

…I make it a warm one and let your breath do its work.


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